Shelly’s POV
I can’t stop thinking about Sebastian even though I loved it that he caught me getting out of the shower and I loved the way his eyes darkened when he saw me completely bare. Feeling all hot and bothered now, I know I need a release before I head to school. I don't want to be grumpy all day because I’m so horny. It’s not like I can find a boy there to help because none of them will even look my way. And I have no clue why my best friend Kathy says my brother is the fault of it because she caught him having a heated conversation with one of the boys that asked me out for homecoming last year. She also mentioned that wasn’t the only time she saw my step brother getting verbally abusive with one of the boys from my school. Come to think of it, all the boys she mentioned either left the state or were never heard from again. Oh well I guess I’ll just take care of aching between my legs myself with my little jake rabbit dildo. Pulling out the dildo I lay on my bed and parted my legs. Rubbing my toy up and down my folds until they're nice and slick I insert my rabbit in between my folds. Letting a moan out as I do. My mind slips to Sebastian and how nice it would feel if he was the one penetrating me instead of this toy. ”Oh Seb I say over and over as I pull my toy in and out of my folds slowly.” Picking up the pace I pretend that it’s still Daddy fucking me and “I shout don’t stop daddy don’t stop. Oh oh right there” I turn the vibration up as fast as it can go. Until I feel that familiar pleasure building up in my clit making my eye body shake. A few more strokes in and out and I’m cumming all around my rabbit dildo with a shaky breath wbf shakier legs. I ride my orgasm out and when I finally feel relieved I pull the dildo out and crash into my bed. Damn I wish that was Sebastian instead of my damn toy. I really need the real thing. It would be so much better than this old toy of mine. Deciding that I’m going to do everything that I can to get Sebastian’s attention I come up with a plan of seducing my stepbrother. Sebastian’s POV Meanwhile a few rooms over, Sebastian is railing Cassidy in the pussy over and over again while she is tied up to the bed rails. Attempting to forget about Shelly. Cassidy is a moaning mess ”oh oh Sir don’t stop Sir never stop Right there yes right there”. Feeling a sting on her pussy making her welp. “Did I tell you to talk no I didn’t keep your mouth shut or I’ll fuck that little pucker hole of yours“. “ Do you understand what I’m saying while holding a hand around her throat?” Yes Sir understood. Realizing he isn’t enjoying himself with his mind distracted he says “Cassidy to get on all fours with her ass in the air making her gulp in response but listen.“ Yes Sir Grabbing the lube he squirts a little on her back entrance and slides two digits into her ass. Moving back and forth without giving Cassidy time to adjust he takes his fingers out and slams his dick in. Making Cassidy do a silent cry in pleasure before he pulls out and slams back in. After a few minutes of not being able to get off he smacks Cassidy on the ass hard leaving a bright red mark and tells her to leave. “Go I’m done with you“ but Sir please" she says and he only has to give her one fierce look before she is jumping to her feet off the bed and gathering her clothes up running out the door in a blink of an eye. Groaning in aggravation, he sits up on his king-sized bed, the plush comforter pooling around his waist. It’s as if a switch has been flipped, and suddenly his mind is flooded with thoughts of his beautiful stepsister, Shelly, from that morning. He recalls the scene vividly: the way the steam curled in the air as she stepped into the shower, her dark brown hair cascading down her back like a silky waterfall. He remembers the way her plump lips glistened with moisture, a soft pink that seemed to invite attention. Her fair skin, smooth and flawless, glowed in the soft light, making her look almost ethereal. He can’t help but picture her perfect, perky breasts, the way they stood proudly, begging to be admired. And then there’s her big, round backside, a sight that could make any man’s heart race. But it’s not just her physical beauty that captivates him; it’s the way she carries herself with a blend of confidence and grace. The memory of her shaven pussy lingers in his thoughts, a tantalizing image that seems to embody every man’s fantasy. He shakes his head slightly, trying to dispel the overwhelming allure of his thoughts, but it’s no use; his mind is ensnared in a whirlwind of desire and frustration. I slowly but pleasurably starts to stroke myself over and over again the more I fantasizes about my step sister the faster my strokes become until finally I blow my cum shoots all over my stomach, bed sheets, and pillow in long thick strings. Another round in the shower I go to clean myself up, feeling the need to wash away not just the physical grime of the day, but also the overwhelming thoughts that have been swirling in my mind. As I step under the cascade of warm water once more, I take a deep breath, allowing the steam to envelop me.Shelly’s POV: Step one in my audacious quest to seduce my stepbrother: choosing the perfect outfit. As I dive into the depths of my closet, a treasure trove of fabrics and colors, my heart races with anticipation. My fingers brush against various textures until I stumble upon a stunning ensemble that feels just right—a beautiful off-the-shoulder, short-sleeve v-neck blouse in an enchanting shade of rich green. It dances with the light and complements my skin tone flawlessly, making me feel both elegant and daring. With a mischievous smile, I pair it with a flirty jean skirt that clings to my curves in all the right places. The way it accentuates my figure leaves little to the imagination, and I can’t help but feel a surge of confidence. I slip into sleek black sandal heels, their delicate straps wrapping around my ankles like a second skin, adding a touch of sophistication and elongating my legs. Next, I turn my attention to my makeup and hair, wanting to enhance my features with
Sebastian’s POV: What in the world just happened? Honestly, what was that? I can still feel the phantom of her kiss on my cheek, the heat radiating from where her lips brushed my skin. This enchanting woman is driving me to the brink. I’m desperately trying to maintain my composure, yet here she is, flaunting her exquisite beauty right before my very eyes. I run a hand through my hair, trying to shake off the thoughts clouding my mind. She’s my stepsister, for crying out loud! Yet, how can I ignore the way my body reacts to her? My dick is still incredibly hard, a constant reminder of the intensity of the moment we just shared, and I can’t believe she just ran out the door like that, leaving me here in a whirlwind of confusion and desire. She is so naughty; I just want to bring her across my knees and spank her little fine ass until it’s as red as a rose petal. Damn you women, you’re making this so incredibly hard on me, baby girl, and you don’t even know it. The buzz of
Sebastian’s POV: Continued As I navigated the chaotic streets of New Orleans, adrenaline surged through my veins like a wild river, pushing me forward. My car screeched through intersections, the tires barely gripping the asphalt as I blew through every traffic light and stop sign. My mind was a storm of thoughts, each one more frantic than the last, and I could feel the weight of my responsibilities pressing down on me like a heavy shroud. I didn’t have to worry about the police; half of them were on my payroll, a silent agreement forged in fear and necessity. They wouldn’t dare pull me over, not when they knew the consequences of crossing me. In this city, I was the law, not because I was righteous but because I had the power to enforce my will. Ever since the shattering loss of my parents, a cruel twist of fate that left me with nothing but a burning desire for vengeance and protection, I had clawed my way to the top. Shelly was all I had left, and I would do anything to keep
Sebastian’s POV: Continued As I navigated the chaotic streets of New Orleans, adrenaline surged through my veins like a wild river, pushing me forward. My car screeched through intersections, the tires barely gripping the asphalt as I blew through every traffic light and stop sign. My mind was a storm of thoughts, each one more frantic than the last, and I could feel the weight of my responsibilities pressing down on me like a heavy shroud. I didn’t have to worry about the police; half of them were on my payroll, a silent agreement forged in fear and necessity. They wouldn’t dare pull me over, not when they knew the consequences of crossing me. In this city, I was the law, not because I was righteous but because I had the power to enforce my will. Ever since the shattering loss of my parents, a cruel twist of fate that left me with nothing but a burning desire for vengeance and protection, I had clawed my way to the top. Shelly was all I had left, and I would do anything to keep
Shelly’s POV: “Ow owe bestie you look hot if I was gay I would totally do you babe.” Sabrina says, making me giggle. “Babe, you're such a sweet bestie I love you!” I say kissing her on the cheek. “So Shelly, have you achieved the mission to seduce my fine as hell stepbrother yet? No not yet but I’ve come up with a plan and started this morning you should have seen him he could barely keep his eyes off of me Sabby.” “Girl you have been after him for years what’s the hold up?” I have no clue but it’s driving me crazy I say under my breath. I’ve known Sebrina since we were toddlers so I had to tell her of the fantasy I have about my step brother. I couldn't hide that type of shit from her even if I’ve tried. She’s my person, my best friend, my ride or die babe. We have been through some crazy shit together but I wouldn’t change it for the world. “Well babe I hope you get your baby you know I’m rooting for you always have always will. Thanks Sebrina I don’t know what I would
Sebastian’s POV: The atmosphere in the warehouse was thick with tension, the remnants of violence hanging in the air like a shroud. I leaned closer to James, my voice a low, threatening whisper. “My name is James. I was tailing Shelly because that was my task from my boss. He made me do it.” “Go on,” I urged, my tone dripping with menace. “What is the name of your boss?” “You know him. You know him very well.” His voice trembled, and I could see the sweat beading on his forehead, the desperation etched into the lines of his face. His admission sent a shiver down my spine. “His name is Mr. Lorenzo. The very man who put out the hit on your parents.” The name hung in the air between us, heavy with the weight of our shared history, a name that conjured memories of loss and betrayal. “Why is he after my stepsister, Shelly?” My voice cut through the silence, fierce and unyielding. James swallowed hard, his eyes darting around as if searching for an escape that wouldn’t come. “He
Sebastian’s POV: A rush of heat flooded my body at the unmistakable sound of her sweet, soft moans. I felt my heart race and my senses sharpen. It was a sound I had heard many times before, one that ignited a primal desire deep within me. I had often found myself drawn to her bedroom at night, compelled to check on her, to make sure she was safe and sound, only to leave with a cold shower as my only relief. Walking toward her room, I noticed the door was ajar, a slight invitation that I couldn’t resist. I paused, my breath hitching in my throat as I peered inside. What I saw froze me in place, desire coursing through my veins like wildfire. Shelly was sprawled out on her bed, completely naked, her head thrown back against the pillow. Her legs were spread wide open, leaving me with an unfiltered view of her mouth-watering, pink, shaven pussy. I licked my lips, entranced, unable to look away. Her fingers moved skillfully, sliding in and out of her tight walls, and the sounds she
Shelly’s POV: It’s been a few days since the incident, and I still haven’t had the courage to tell Sebastian what Chase did to me. I know Sebastian he would kill him without a second thought. I couldn’t blame him though but I don’t want to lose him either. Strangely enough, I haven’t seen Chase around school these last few days either. There are whispers circulating around the students that he might have been sent to Providence, or perhaps his mother chose to send him to live with his dad again. He’s a big bully and this is only the tip of the iceberg for his antics. For those who don’t know, Providence is a school specifically designed for students who have gotten into serious trouble—those whom regular schools can no longer manage. Due to the safety of the student himself or her self or the stupids in a regular school. The teachers can no longer handle these stupids anymore. The environment in providence is much stricter, with heightened police protocols and a stricter co
Shelly’s POV It’s the evening before my wedding, and here I am, snuggled up in Sabrina’s room for the night. Both Sebastian and Michal are not thrilled about this arrangement. Michal’s got the spare room tonight, while Sebastian stays put in our room. Tradition dictates that the groom and bride should remain apart the night before their wedding, as any encounter is thought to bring bad luck. While I personally find this notion a bit archaic, I understand that our parents hold these beliefs dear, and I'm willing to keep with tradition for them. Sabrina and I are currently enveloped in an emotional episode of Grey's Anatomy. The tears flow freely from our eyes as we watch the tragic death of Derek Shepherd unfold on screen. The sorrow stems from a doctor’s oversight in failing to give him a CT scan, missing a crucial brain bleed. The scene is utterly heartbreaking, and I find myself shedding a series of ugly tears. Suddenly, there’s a gentle knock at the door. Leaping up, I a
Shelly’s POV It’s two in the morning, and after an eventful evening, us girls are finally stumbling through the front door of our home. Oh my lord, what a night it truly was! We had an amazing time, and oh my, those strippers really were something else. My, my, my.. they sure knew how to get the hormones racing! I thought to myself while walking into the house. As the excitement of the night begins to settle, Sabrina, one of my closest friends, plants a playful kiss on my cheek and asks if I’d like to join her for some late-night TV watching. We figure that the guys are probably passed out in their rooms by now after their own night of fun. Despite her invitation, I gently decline, explaining that I’m completely tuckered out and would rather check in on how Sebastian's night turned out. With a warm smile, Sabrina wishes me goodnight before making her way to the living room to indulge in some television entertainment. Lately, she’s been struggling with bouts of insomnia, a chal
Sebastian’s POV With everything that’s been happening lately and the wedding fast approaching, the dozen of events shows no sign of slowing down. Despite the flurry of preparations and stress, Michal and Sabrina were adamant that we couldn't miss out on one tradition: the bachelor and bachelorette parties. According to them, you simply can’t get married without celebrating this rite of passage. They were so spirited and persuasive that we couldn't really refuse. So, here I am, surrounded by a cavalcade of neon lights and pulsing music, in none other than a strip club, chilling with my best man Michal and a few close friends and guards. Despite the din, Michal manages to make himself heard, shouting over the table with a mischievous grin plastered on his face, “I told you this is just what you needed, brother!” His words carry a mix of teasing and sincerity, enhanced by the fact that he’s slightly tipsy, his laughter infectious. The atmosphere is buzzy and electric, the pe
Shelly’s POV “Doctor Grey, can you tell us the gender of our babies, please?” I inquire anxiously, clutching Sebastian's hand with a mixture of excitement and nervous anticipation. Doctor Grey glances at the monitor, her expression soft and full of warmth. “It’s no problem, Shelly. As far as I can tell, you and Sebastian are expecting identical twin boys,” she announces with a radiant smile. The joy overcomes me instantly, and tears of happiness well up in my eyes, spilling over my cheeks. I’ve always dreamed of having a boy first, and now, in this miraculous twist of fate, we’re blessed with two boys at once! “Sebastian, did you hear that, baby? We're having boys! Can you believe it?” I exclaim through my joyful sobs, my heart soaring with overwhelming delight. “Yes, baby, I heard that,” Sebastian replies, his voice filled with pride and excitement. “We are going to have two very strong boys.” He gently wipes away my tears with his fingers, their warmth and roughness a comfort
Shelly’s POV As we pull up to the house, I’m immediately enveloped in a fit of laughter, unable to contain myself at the sight before me. Sebastian’s eyes are wide with shock, his jaw slightly dropped as he stares at the mountain of boxes neatly lined up in the driveway. Sabrina and I had a little spree today, and now the delivery truck is here, unloading all the treasures we meticulously picked out together. I catch Sebastian’s eye and his baffled expression is simply priceless, a mix of incredulity and amusement that makes my belly ache with laughter. Sabrina catches on to my amusement, turning her head just in time to see Sebastian’s bewildered face, and she bursts out laughing as well. Her laughter is infectious, a melodious echo that plays on the gentle afternoon breeze. “Girl, his face says it all,” she manages between her giggles, “you're in deep trouble,” she adds, doubling over with even more laughter. “Maybe, but trust me, it’s going to be so worth it,” I insist, sti
Shelly’s POV It’s been an incredible and emotional month since Sebastian and I discovered that we’re expecting not one, but two little ones. Twins! The realization still takes my breath away; it feels both surreal and magical at the same time. Knowing that I’m about to become a mother to the love of my life, and having our babies soon, brings a flood of emotions and dreams fulfilled. Everything is gradually falling into place, just as I had hoped. Speaking of Sebastian, if you thought he was a protective whirlwind before, you should see him now! From the very moment he found out about the pregnancy, he flipped into full-blown protective mode. Honestly, I can't even sneeze without him checking in if I'm alright. I joke, of course he does let me use the bathroom on my own without constant supervision. Other than those precious solo bathroom moments, though. I always have either Sebastian by my side or one of his trusted guards. Henry, one of my guards, has become especially clo
Shelly’s POV Sabrina and Michal prepared to cut into the cakes, eager to reveal whether they would be expecting a baby boy or girl. The air buzzed with anticipation, but I found myself gradually succumbing to a wave of dizziness, prompting me to lean against the wall for support. My mind, a swirling tempest of thoughts, silently pleaded, hoping against hope for reprieve, as the peculiar lethargy that had plagued me for days reared its head once more. For the past few days, my energy had been inexplicably sapped, a disquieting fatigue entwining itself around my every attempt at normalcy. Yet, I waved it off, attributing my condition to nothing more than the anxious jitters associated with orchestrating Michal and Sabrina’s grand gender reveal. Each time I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, I looked even paler than the last, a ghostly reflection of my growing exhaustion. Just the previous night, an ominous premonition manifested when I inexplicably fainted in the kitchen;
Sabrina’s POV Michal and I walked through the door, and as we stepped into the room, we were immediately enveloped by a loud chorus of "Surprise!" and "Congratulations to the new mommy and daddy!" The unexpected warmth and camaraderie from the people we love unleashed a flood of emotions inside me. Tears began to well up in my eyes, not from sadness, but from overwhelming gratitude. Shelly had orchestrated this wonderful surprise, and I felt truly blessed to have such thoughtful friends. As I wiped away the happy tears, I waddled over to Shelly, eager to give her a big bear hug. My round belly, however, made the hug a bit of a challenge, resulting in a lot of laughter between us. "Oh, Shelly, babe, thank you so much! I was completely taken by surprise, and I'm enormously grateful," I exclaimed, wrapping my arms around her as best as I could. "Sabrina, it was no problem at all," Shelly replied, her eyes twinkling with delight. "It's part of my duty as the baby's godmother to
Sebastian’s POV According to Henry. Shelly and Sabrina have locked themselves in the nursery for the day, making sure every little detail is in its rightful place before the new bundle of joy arrives. It's a sight to behold, two best friends, lost in their own world, making lists, checking and double-checking everything from baby clothes to toy arrangements. Truth be told, I sometimes feel like Shelly, with her relentless energy and meticulous nature, is the one having the baby instead of Sabrina. It's amusing, and I can't help but let out a chuckle. "Seb, what do you expect?" Michal remarks, grinning at me from across the room. "They're best friends, and considering Shelly and you are going to be the godparents, it's no surprise. Shelly wouldn’t have it any other way." We share a knowing smile. "She's tougher on Sabrina than I think I ever could be when it comes to diet, sleep, and pretty much everything in between," Michal continues, humor lacing his words. "She's like